Chapter 615: Settle 17 Holy Lord

Chapter 615 Settling the 17 Holy Lord
Chapter Six and Three
With the shout of the palace woman, this small wooden house began to twist and transform, from a small wooden house that looked harmless to humans and animals to a blood-colored stone tower!
"I really didn't expect that the wooden house that was refitted with Purgatory Tower for convenience would come in handy now!"
"Although this tower doesn't have too much lethality, it can still trap you inside! Ding Hao, just stay inside!"
The woman in palace clothes had cold eyes, and a cold smile came out of her mouth.
Suddenly, from the formation in front of him, stretched out a big hand, pinched her slender throat, and pulled her closer to the formation.
Ding Hao looked at the woman in front of him with sorrow.
This woman looks exactly the same as the 17 Holy Lord. Even her aloof, pretentious expressions are exactly the same!
However, there is a world of difference in strength.
17 The Holy Lord is a strong man in the late stage of the infant transformation, but this woman is just a painting soul without the power to bind a chicken!
"Paint the body of the soul?" Ding Hao sneered.
Painting Soul does not have any offensive power, in fact it is just a recreational thing. The master releases a trace of his spiritual power and enters the body of painting soul, so that his painting also has a soul, and he can walk out of the painting and play the piano and dance.
"Just because you want to attack me?" Ding Hao entered the formation and fell silent. Of course he would not be so careless. He left a few corpse-eaters outside the formation. As soon as this painting soul appeared, he was already clear. .
The body of the painting soul has no strength to fight back, letting Ding Hao pinch his neck and sneer, "Ding Hao, you have been sealed here by me, you can't escape! This is very remote, no one can find you. Wait until ten years to explore treasures. At the end of the period, my master will come here and kill you easily!"
In the high heavenly blood palace, the blood cloud is full of capillaries and the sky.
In a certain part of the apse of the Heavenly Blood Palace, a beautiful lady in palace costume was sitting proudly in the deepest part of the hall, with a vicious look in her eyes.
"Ding Hao, you can kill my painting soul!"
"Anyway, this purgatory tower, don't you want to go out!"
"Unexpectedly, this painting soul can still have a lot of effects!"
17 The Holy Master was still worried about Ding Hao, but he didn't expect that Ding Hao, seeking his own way of death, came to the purgatory tower.
This purgatory tower is not too powerful a treasure, but it can be transformed. At the beginning, the 17 Saint Lord and the Sea Palace Lord built the love nest. For convenience, they used the Purgatory Tower at will, but today it happens to be used to trap Ding Hao.
"The whole body is made of blood soul stone, and its lethality is not enough, but it is enough to suppress Ding Hao! When the treasure hunt is over, I can enter and kill him, without knowing it!"
17 Saint Lord Jade also holds a picture frame in her hand. Through this picture frame, she can communicate with her own painting soul and give orders to it.
At the moment when she thought she was able to do something, her face changed again, and an angry expression appeared on her beautiful face, "Ding Hao, bastard!"
In the purgatory tower.
Ding Hao pinched Huahun's neck with one hand, with a slight smile on his face. He was not nervous, but grabbed his forehead with his other hand, grabbed a light of wisdom, and said, "17 Holy Lord, I think you are looking at me through this painting soul at this moment? I will give you a little gift to satisfy you!"
After finishing speaking, he flicked his finger and bounced the light of wisdom into the body of the painting soul.
Suddenly, the information in the light of wisdom was passed to the painting soul, and the painting soul transmitted all these information to the 17 Holy Lord.
Floating in front of the Seventeen Lord’s eyes are an astonishing number of images. All of these images are all her sultry poses, she's eye-catching and bold, and there are even many close-ups of some private parts!
"Bastard!" The Lord 17 slammed the table and stood up. She directly took over the mouth of Huahun, and said sternly, "Ding Hao! Where do you see this from?"
Ding Hao heard that the voice of the painting soul was wrong, and knew it was the 17th Holy Master who had come. He sneered, "Of course it's your old lover Sea Palace Master. You stole the precious Pill of Transformation from the Heavenly Blood Palace, and you want Sea Palace Master to rebuild the first life, but by coincidence, his reincarnated person was killed by me. Now, I just happened to get these sights..." Ding Hao said with a smile, "Holy Lord 17, I didn't expect you to be so old and maintain a good body."
17 The holy lord flushed with anger, gritted his teeth, but laughed again, "Ding Hao, why don't you let you see it? You are already a dead person anyway! I will use the Purgatory Tower to suppress you first, and after a few years, I will I can kill you and avenge the Sea Palace Master!"
"Do you really think you can trap me?" Ding Hao sneered. "You are too underestimated by my Ding Hao's ability and too high for your purgatory tower ability! I tell you, when I leave here, I will take these sights Projected on the light curtain of heaven, let all the monks in the inner gate of Huangxianmen see how attractive our beautiful 17 Holy Lord is."
"You! Shameless! Despicable!"
17 The Holy Lord was so angry that he threw the photo frame on the ground, and the golden flower shoes walked back and forth several steps on the ground, and he took the photo frame and said, "Ding Hao, don't be too much!"
Ding Hao said, "Who the is too much? Ask yourself! I have no grievances with you. You sent Zhu Yan to kill me first, and now you are trapped in the purgatory tower. I ask you who is too much. ?"
17 The holy lord is speechless, she and Ding Hao have no hatred, she said again, "But you killed the reincarnated person of Sea Palace Lord!"
Ding Hao said coldly, "Then you regard me as an enemy? Then don't blame me for being rude!"
After speaking, he dropped the painting soul in his hand and strode out of the formation by himself.
Outside the battlefield, the stone house has transformed into a blood-colored ancient tower, in which flames are all over it, like a purgatory of a Buddha. As the 17th Holy Master knew, this ancient tower had a weak attack power, but its ability to suppress it was very strong. Ding Hao stood in it, and his cultivation was lowered a lot.
"You want to suppress me with this thing?" Ding Hao sneered, came to the wall of the ancient tower, and punched the wall.
boom!
On the stone wall of the ancient pagoda, many fine golden threads appeared. These silk threads, embedded in the walls of the ancient tower, form an unbreakable blockade to block all attacks.
Behind the painting soul came out of the formation, sneered, "It's useless, this purgatory tower is made of the hardest blood soul stone, every inch of it is embedded with sophisticated formation runes, you can't break it at all! "
"Really?" Ding Hao still sneered, pressing his hands on the wall of the stone tower, his heart moved, "Suck Star Magic Technique, suck!"
Ding Hao was looking for the blood soul stone, but now he encountered a stone tower of blood soul stone, right in his arms! Although this purgatory tower has the ability to suppress people and prevent them from being broken, how can the creator think that there is such magic in the world?
The spiritual power and spiritual power in this blood soul stone suddenly poured into Ding Hao's body like a frenzy, and Ding Hao's spiritual power and cultivation base continued to increase. On his golden core, the black flowers are becoming more and more fascinating, and the golden core is more full!
After all, the body of painting the soul is the body of painting the soul. I can't see what magic power Ding Hao uses. I saw Ding Hao pressing his hands on the stone wall, thinking that Ding Hao wanted to break the stone wall.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...
But at this moment, with a sudden click, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the unbreakable wall. And that piece of the wall, from red to black, became a little pale.
"This……"
Ding Hao looked back at her, then banged his fist against the wall, bang!
A huge hole suddenly appeared on the wall, and it could be clearly seen that a white bone dragon was floating outside the cave. Seeing Ding Hao, Lao Ya flew over and put his head outside the hole, waiting to meet Ding Hao.
Ding Hao sneered, "Go tell your master, I'll go and show her sultry posture to the monks in the inner door of Huangxianmen to appreciate it."
After Ding Hao finished speaking, he walked out of the purgatory tower and stood on the back of the bone dragon.
"This..." In the Heavenly Blood Palace, the 17 Holy Lord wanted to cry without tears.
Ding Hao was right. Originally, there was no grievance or enmity between the two, so this matter didn't need to be resolved like this. But 17 Holy Lord was too arrogant, thinking that he was in control of everything, and wanted to kill Ding Hao, now it is really hard to get off.
"Friend Ding Hao, wait a minute, we can talk."
Painting Soul hurriedly chased it out and pleaded, "Daoist Ding Hao, I was wrong in this matter. I shouldn't want to kill you. What do you want, you speak!"
Ding Hao smiled, "Aren't you very good? Are you on the top? Do you want to kill me?"
While talking, Ding Hao's waist card came on.
Up to now, the 17th Holy Master could only swallow a message directly to Ding Hao.
"Little friend Ding Hao, I didn't think about it well before, and I hope to talk to you. It's easy to say what you need."
Ding Hao said to her, "First comfort me, and then find a chance to kill me? Is that right? You think so?"
17 The holy lord really thought this way, but Ding Hao had already guessed that she could only say, "I can swear to the heart demon and no longer want to deal with you! What do you want from me, you speak directly ."
Ding Hao said, "It seems that you still haven't figured out the situation. I don't want to get anything from you, but you have been entangled and want to kill me!"
"This way..." The Lord 17 sighed and sighed, "It seems that I have made a wrong judgment, little friend Ding Hao, I will not deal with you again. If you have any needs, say to my painting soul, She will help you."
Ding Hao didn't know that the 17 Holy Lord was true and false, but Ding Hao said that he didn't really want to do it when he announced other people's photos. What's more, if you really did this, I am afraid Leng Haishan would not let him go.
But with the help of the painting soul, Ding Hao's treasure hunting journey will be smoother.
"If this is the case, then do it first." Ding Hao said to the painting soul, "you enter the frame first, and I will release you when I need it."
Putting the painting soul into the photo frame, Ding Hao put the photo frame in the storage ring again, and then raised his hand to collect the purgatory tower.
Just now, he hadn't completely drained the spirit power in the purgatory tower, and now he was going to drain the spirit power in it to improve his spiritual power!
(End of this chapter)